Sunday, 30 December 2018

Nothing matters. Everything happens.

The more properly we do things, the longer they'll last. 

Everyone has something of beauty about them. But loving let's you look, and look, and look again. You notice the back of a hand, the turn of a head, the way of a walk. When you first love, you look blind and you see it all as the glorious, beloved whole, or a beautiful sum of beautiful parts. But when you see the one you love as pieces, as why's, you can love those parts too, and it's a love at once more complicated and more complete. 

You will know who you are, forever, by knowing what it is that you love.

No one can ever kill your undying spirit. No one can ever take your dreams from you. Your soul will forever remain as powerful and magnificent as the very first day that it was brought into existence. 

You're difficult not to think about. 

Life goes on whether you want it to or not. Let the past be the past. There are days ahead that will make you smile forever. 

I have travelled through madness to find me. 

No one else knows what they're doing either.